The table was set before the fire, the chairs
arranged, the cards brought in.
`What game shall it be?' asked Chalk, looking round.
He was a lieutenant among three midshipmen, and any suggestion
of his was likely to carry a good deal of weight; the other three
naturally waited to hear what he had to say.
'Vingt-et-un? That is a game for the half-witted. Loo? That is
a game for the wealthier half-witted. But whist, now? That would
give us all scope for the exercise of our poor talents. Caldwell,
there, is acquainted with the rudiments of the game, I know. Mr
Simpson?'
A man like Simpson, with a blind mathematical spot, was not likely
to be a good whist player, but he was not likely to know he was
a bad one.
`As you wish, sir,' said Simpson. He enjoyed gambling, and one
game was as good as another for that purpose to his mind. `Mr
Hornblower?'
`With pleasure, sir.'
That was more nearly true than most conventional replies. Hornblower
had learned his whist in a good school; ever since the death of
his mother he had made a fourth with his father and the parson
and the parson's wife. The game was already something of a passion
with him. He revelled in the nice calculation of chances, in the
varying demands it made upon his boldness or caution. There was
even enough warmth in his acceptance to attract a second glance
from Chalk, who - a good card player himself - at once detected
a fellow spirit.
`Excellent!' he said again. `Then we may as well cut at once for
places and partners. What shall be the stakes, gentlemen? A shilling
a trick and a guinea on the rub, or is that too great? No? Then
we are agreed.'
For some time the game proceeded quietly. Hornblower cut first
Simpson and then Caldwell as his partner. Only a couple of hands
were necessary to show up Simpson as a hopeless whist player,
the kind who would always lead an ace

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